Life is moving to fast... I feel like the days are zipping by... I have no weekends, I have no "date nights" with my wife. I have work. I have something in me that encourages me to ignore everything around me and chase progress, chase success... my definition of success. I never look back on my accomplishments and pat myself on the back. I spend more time beating myself down for future goals that I have not yet attained. I feel like I am 'late' and not trying hard enough. I know none of this is healthy, but I do not care. I love it. I would not have it any other way. I ruined so many aspects of my life and relationships in the pursuit of greatness.
I slept one hour last night on a couch in the warhouse. Waking up from that hour nap tired and cranky I was alerted by Sammy pants that we where in the local News Paper. This is one of those things that remind me I am on the right path. I read this artical as if it was about a stranger... I am proud of that stranger. The American dream.
I have to admit. I can not wait to see this on my moms fridge.
http://readingeagle.com/article.aspx?id=503747
